The beloved one of the rich brother

Seeing this, Wen Yiyu let out a clear, pleasant, silver bell-like laugh.

To Meng Chuyan, this sounded even more bizarre. She couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over her body and quietly opened her eyes.

At this moment, Wen Yiyou was supporting his chin with one hand, tilting his head, staring at her with interest.

Meng Chuyan felt uneasy, so she sat down next to her and said in a low voice, "Hey, what's wrong with you? If you're unhappy, then you're unhappy. Don't pretend to be unhappy in front of me!"

Wen Yiyou playfully rolled up the document in his hand, tapped Meng Chuyan's head gently, and pretended to be angry and said, "Who is holding on?"

"No...you..." Meng Chuyan looked anxious, "You, are heartbroken!"

Wen Yiyu's big watery eyes flickered and turned a few times, and she asked faintly, "Am I heartbroken?"

"Oh, that's not right," Meng Chuyan suddenly changed the subject, "You must have been cheated on by a scumbag... No, that's not it..."

She became more and more confused and incoherent, "I think you were betrayed by that stinky man. Oh, that's not right. I, I don't understand what's going on with you!"

The man clearly loved Wen Yiyou, but somehow he made another woman pregnant with his child.

The complex and confusing emotional entanglement between the two is really confusing.

Meng Chuyan changed the subject, her voice rising with some gnashing of teeth, "That Huo Chengluo, go back to Jicheng and have fun. Look at him, how proud he is. He is not only the founder of CY, but he has also returned to the Horton Group."

"And, look at Shu Yingxue. She's unmarried and pregnant, but she's so arrogant. She's on the trending searches every two or three days, and she has to have several people following her every time she goes for a prenatal checkup. Damn... her... mother..."

Meng Chuyan became more and more excited as she spoke, and suddenly realized that she had spoken without restraint, and her voice gradually became lower.

She stared at Wen Yiyou anxiously, fearing that she would be provoked in any way.

However, unexpectedly, Wen Yiyu's expression remained calm, and he just turned his gaze back to the document in his hand.

Meng Chuyan was annoyed by her nonchalant look. She stood up suddenly and snatched the document from her hand.

"Yibao, if you continue like this, you will get sick sooner or later!"

Wen Yiyou rolled his eyes at her unhurriedly, then nodded his chin at her, "Okay, that's it, let's start!"

Meng Chuyan was confused by the irrelevant words, "Huh?"

"Next, let's enter the short drama market at Lightyear Entertainment!"

Meng Chuyan was completely confused, as if she was listening to a foreign language. She had no idea what her good friend meant by this and could only continue to say "ah" in a daze.

Wen Yiyou stuffed the document into her arms and reminded her impatiently, "Don't be in a daze, it's time to get down to work."

When Meng Chuyan heard the word "work", she was speechless.

She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, worried about Wen Yiyou, but this woman actually still wanted to talk to her about work?

And she was asked to work hard? Did her life goal of getting rich overnight and then living a life of idleness and waiting for death change? Or was she possessed by a ghost?

Meng Chuyan lowered her eyes in a daze and looked at the document in her arms. When she saw the eye-catching large words on the cover, her eyes instantly widened.

"A domineering CEO falls in love with me, a Cinderella?" Meng Chuyan cried out, "What the hell is this?"

Wen Yiyou frowned and asked meaningfully, "Is it very rustic?"

Meng Chuyan's face was full of disdain, and she replied bluntly: "It's just so tacky! Who would watch this kind of plot?"

"Earth?" Wen Yiyou disagreed, "That's right!"

She nodded confidently and continued, "Generally, not many people may pay attention to rustic dramas, but if they are extremely rustic, it will be different. Maybe the audience will find them particularly addictive."

Meng Chuyan opened her mouth and was about to refute, but Wen Yiyu waved her hand, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.

Then, she gave a new order in a straightforward manner: "Go to Light Year Entertainment right now and select a few suitable new actors to play the leading male and female roles in this drama."

"As for the filming location, it will be in the villa in the south. I have arranged everything in advance."

Wen Yiyou clapped his hands and said, "In short, our goal is to create the greatest profit with the least investment."

Meng Chuyan was a little dazed when she heard this series of orders, but she still obediently did as Wen Yiyu asked.

Meng Chuyan had never seen Wen Yiyu so efficient and decisive before, and she had never seen him so focused and serious in doing something.

Under her urging, a tacky short film was shot in just seven days.

The point is that as soon as this short drama was broadcast online on the platform, it quickly triggered a viewing boom. In just three days, the revenue exceeded 100 million!

This achievement set a revenue record for the micro-short drama platform.

The audience's response was very enthusiastic, and they all said that this earthy style was irresistible, both beautiful and enjoyable.

With this short drama, Lightyear Entertainment successfully fired the first shot in the micro-short drama market.

Immediately afterwards, Lightyear Entertainment took advantage of the situation and launched more short dramas of similar style at the fastest speed.

Although these short plays look a bit rustic, they are extremely attractive, making the audience watch them with great interest and unable to stop, and even addicted to them.

Compared with the previous practice of blindly investing money in big productions and big stars, it now suffers huge losses.

This time, Lightyear Entertainment has taken a unique approach and has opened up a vast new world.

As a result, Lightyear Entertainment has gained an absolute advantage in the micro-short drama market and has become a well-deserved leader, but this is a story for later.

-

When Kang Zhu walked in, he saw Huo Chengluo with a faint smile on his face, stroking his chin with one hand, and staring at the screen of his mobile phone.

When he got closer, he discovered that Huo Chengluo was actually watching a short drama. He was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.

He coughed twice uncomfortably, "Boss Huo?"

Hearing the voice, Huo Chengluo did not raise his head, but simply said one word: "Speak!"

Assistant Kangte opened the door and reported, "According to the hospital, they have successfully extracted Miss Shu's amniotic fluid. I have also urged the hospital to speed up the testing process."

Hearing this, Huo Chengluo turned off the phone screen, looked up and asked, "Well, how many days will it take to know the result?"

Assistant Kante quickly replied: "About five days!"